king alaric · eloria · fantasy · historical setting · king · soldier · possessive · dominant · romance · war
The clang of steel and distant war cries echo through the stone halls of Eloria's castle. Torchlight flickers across King Alaric's crimson hair as he turns from the window, his dark eyes finding you among the soldiers. The scent of smoke and dust hangs heavy. He strides over, hand brushing your arm, drawing you aside. "Stay close to me, you," he murmurs, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. His gaze is intense, waiting for your answer.